The sky-high cute baby, the president's daddy delivered it to the door

Chapter 1634 Resurrection
"Of course it's important." Ye Zhenting's handsome face was ferocious, he had never been so angry, his eyes were enough to kill people: "Did you kill it?"

Bei Mingjing's hand grinds the comb in his hand, being extremely gentle.

He looked at Ye Zhenting with empty and distant eyes: "Qingqing won't come back, never come back again."

"Did you kill it?"

Before waiting for the answer, even the gentle Ye Zhenting yelled out.

"Even if I killed it, even though I didn't do it myself, it still has something to do with me." Bei Mingjing looked at Ye Zhenting and begged for death: "Mr. President, kill me to avenge your daughter."

"Of course I will kill you, but before I kill you, I must find out what you did to my daughter." Ye Zhenting gritted his teeth and asked, "You and Qingqing almost got married, didn't you?"

"Yes." Bei Mingjing's hand holding the wooden comb tightened involuntarily.

"Why do you want to marry her? For easier access?"

Bei Mingjing slowly raised his head to look at Ye Zhenting: "Would you believe me if I said I love her?"

"I don't believe it, if you really love her, why didn't you save her?" Ye Zhenting's face turned pale with excitement, the veins on his forehead stood out, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

"If it can be saved, I would rather exchange my life for hers..."

Bei Mingjing raised his head with a wry smile, sparkling water flowed in his crimson eyes.

He pursed his lips tightly, his throat kept rising and falling, trying to suppress himself so as not to cry.

Qingqing, I'm sorry...

Bei Mingjing's hand tightened more and more, and the wooden comb in his hand suddenly trembled by itself.

His eyes, which were as dark as dead ashes, brightened up instantly.

Qingqing, is that you?

Are you finally waking up?

Ye Zhenting frowned, looked at Bei Mingjing, and shifted his gaze from Bei Mingjing's face to the comb in his hand.

The word "green" engraved on the comb hurt Ye Zhenting's eyes.

This is Qingqing's relic!
He has never given Qingqing any care, and now seeing her relics, he feels even more guilty.

Ye Zhenting stretched out his hand: "Give it to me."

"No." Bei Mingjing held it tightly: "Mr. President, I can't give it to you. This is the only thing Qingqing left me."

"Give it to me!" Ye Zhenting said firmly, "Immediately, immediately!"

Bei Mingjing pursed his lips tightly, and slowly put the comb in Ye Zhenting's hand.

There is also Bei Mingjing's body temperature on the wooden comb.

The comb made of sandalwood is warm to the touch.

But when Ye Zhenting got the comb, he felt that it was different from ordinary combs, and he couldn't tell why it was different, so he could only stare at the comb for a long time before he realized that the texture of the wood would change. This comb seemed to have life.

"What's going on?" Ye Zhenting asked in surprise.

"I didn't expect Mr. President to see it so quickly." Bei Mingjing smiled slightly: "I won't hide it from you, I kept Qingqing's soul in the comb."

"Ah?" Ye Zhenting looked at Bei Mingjing in disbelief.

He is an atheist, and the soul is too illusory, and he never believes in it.

Bei Mingjing continued to shrink: "It's more about the mind than the soul, Qingqing's mind, I have been trying to make her come back to life, Mr. President, do you want your daughter to come back to life, even if she doesn't know you, don't know you, Would you like to live in a world without you?"

"I am willing, as long as Qingqing can come back to life, I am willing to do anything." Ye Zhenting asked excitedly: "Tell me quickly, how can I make Qingqing come back to life?"

(End of this chapter)